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GREEN BUCKETS

Won’t you come over and stay for a while?Take a seat, have a drink, we’d have a nice time.Turn on the TV I believe it’s prime time.I’ll make you chicken cacciatore in five.

There’s a woman down at 314who can’t keep the stains on her kitchen floor clean.And there’s a man who’s been knockin’ on his doorfor three years, or has it been four?I don’t wanna spend the winter in this house all alone.Those neighbors of mine keep coming on over and playing with my mind.

I would like to love you,I sure would treat you right.We could take the trash outevery Thursday night.

Here in my neighborhood there is the strangest thing -green buckets every Friday at every driveway.They’re filled with glasses, plastics, and newspapers, too.They say they recycle and bring them back to you.

I would like to love you,I sure would treat you right.We could take the trash outevery Thursday night.We could be a family,consume many goods.We could be the pillarsof the neighborhood.

Ah babe, I’m a real hard workerwith the proper tools, I’ll make you anything you yearn for.The barbarians are at the gate,come in before it’s too late.I have food enough to last the two of us about a year.A thousand cans of chowder and a thousand cans of beer.I love my neighbors like I love my own brothers,but every year they’re getting odder and odder.

I would like to love you,I sure would treat you right.We could take the trash outevery Thursday night.We could be a family,consume many goods.We could be the pillarsof the neighborhood.